“You were on the other side of earth when the world was ending. You set a rocket to rocket to gps me to kill us together. It turns out everything is okay. I can’t stop you but you slow down. And I check on you. You’re okay. I help you out. You tell me “I have something” and give me a small trinket. I can’t make out what it is, my hands shaking. You clasp your hands around mine.”